Sunday night and now I know How the night can pass slow All kinds of ugly outside that's right And I'm all alone tonight Distant highway dim Leaky roof my doubt drips in As the street lights and my prospects dim She turns in bed and thinks of him Where's the solace you can find? At the bottom of your mind? Now, friends pushed me from behind And I feel so empty I could die A ladder to the edge Hangover throbs inside my head And all the stupid things I've ever said Now make me wish that I was dead It's night time, Greenwich mean time A man puts up a detour sign And the waterfalls of regret Unleash in torrent of cold sweat Where's the solace you can find? At the bottom of your mind? Now, friends pushed me from behind And I feel so empty I could die Sunday night Sunday night Where's the solace you can find? At the bottom of your mind? Now, friends pushed me from behind Feel so empty I could die Die, oh die, yeah I could die